Chapter 179: Master of Niflheimr

Nislade, bring tea and snacks.

Yes.

The girl approached expressionlessly.

I'm pleased to meet you.

She bowed to me and left the garden with an empty teapot. In less than 10 seconds, she returned with a tray containing snacks and the teapot.

After Nislade went back to the entrance, I said, Don't you guys disdain me?

What do you mean?

I didn't think it would be unreasonable to get stabbed as soon as I arrived.

I didn't raise heroes and operate the waiting room out of affection. I thoroughly examined efficiency and value, and if they fell short, I dropped them, and if they excelled, I promoted them. All the welfare facilities here were for combat efficiency and stress management, not built with her benefits in mind.

Yurnet, who had been listening, smiled faintly. You've used us as chess pieces in the long run.

Yeah.

Where is the resentment or not? Master never discriminated against us, always gave us opportunities, and led us to victory with sound judgment.

Yurnet gently touched the flower bud on the table.

If it weren't for Master, our Niflheimr would have rotted away long ago. Me, and everyone else.

, I remained silent.

That alone qualifies you.

If she thinks so,.

I might find it hard to understand, but there's no need to argue if she believes it.

Anyway, it's an honor to meet you like this, Master Loki. I've been looking forward to this day. You are as dignified and magnificent as I imagined.

Yurnet stood up from her chair and offered her greetings once again.

I took a sip of tea. It felt quite unfamiliar.

It's late tonight. I have prepared a mansion for you on the 13th floor, so please stay there and come back tomorrow morning. I'll call Ridgion as well.

A mansion? So you even thought of that?

Ive prepared a place only for Master. It's right in the center of the 13th floor.

I looked up at the sky. It was grayish black with some streaks of gray.

Observationally, the evening had passed. Jenna and Aaron would probably be preparing to spend the night in the dormitory at the training camp.

I'm fine with the dormitory at the training camp.

Yurnet tilted her head.

I have no intention of sleeping in the mansion.

The meaning is:.

I was once a master, but not anymore. There is no need to treat me so kindly.

I drank all the tea.

So you're going back to the second floor?

Yes.

I prepared everything diligently, even a welcome party.

A welcome party?

Observing all the victories Master has achieved

It's an embassy.

Too bad.

Yurnet said.

Anyway, I understood the master's intention well. Since you are nominally a trainee in Townia, you want to be active on the second floor, right? It seems we have to go down to the second floor.

Don't bother to come.

Then how will I be of help to Master? I have a lot to say and tell.

After training schedules, When it's free time. We can meet then.

Free time is given in the evening.

It won't take a while to meet Yurnet, then.

Hmm

Yurnet, who had been contemplating, brightened her eyes.

Master, how about this? After sending all the recruits back

Rejected.

Well, replace all the instructors. Those with bad habits

Rejected.

The dormitory at the training camp is small and plain. Can we renovate it?

Don't do that either.

The facilities at the training camp are quite excellent, at least compared to Townia's current ones.

It doesn't suit the master's dignity. Yurnet expressed her dissatisfaction with a frowning face.

I was taken aback and said, Where do you see dignity in me?

I can see it. An aura of an emperor surrounds the master.

Can you see it?

I asked Nislade, who was standing a distance away.

I'm not sure.

That settles it.

When Yurnet chuckled forcefully, Nislade took a step back.

Don't get carried away.

And I don't reveal my identity to the others either. I don't want to be tied down. Just let them know I'm alive.

As you command.

Yurnet bowed her head.

Let's discuss this further tomorrow evening.

Understood.

I got up from my chair.

I will open a door discreetly.

At Yurnet's gesture, a dimensional portal veiled in mist appeared in one corner of the garden.

Inside the portal, I could see a corridor. It was the corridor of a training camp annex that accommodated recruits. Before I stepped through, I said, Yurnet.

Yes.

You've done well without me.

Niflheimr is still intact.

I couldn't see every place, but I could tell that much.

The sub-master is Seris. But Yurnet is in charge of overall operations. She must have had busy days handling tasks I couldn't do.

It's an honor.

Yurnet greeted me, holding the ends of her skirt.

I have one last question.

Yes.

Is the current me still a master to you?

Of course.

Yurnet smiled lightly.

Thud!

At that moment, the garden shook violently.

Leaves and petals were scattered in all directions.

Where is the master? Yurnet!

A man's voice could be heard from afar.

Yurnet smiled.

Ridgion seems to have noticed.

I swear I didn't say a word!

Thunk!

A second vibration.

The space that surrounded the garden began to distort.

They're breaking the barrier.

Did Ridgion have such a temperament?

I thought of him as someone who never blinked, even if all his comrades fell.

Among us, he was the one who searched for the master the longest.

Is that so?

Do you plan to meet him?

I shook my head.

Rank 3. There's a lot to discuss with Lydel.

But it won't be settled overnight.

I planned to create a place after I had a clear understanding of the situation.

We don't have time.

Nislade said.

Ridgion is usually calm, but once he gets excited, it's hard to stop him.

Understood.

I stepped into the dimensional portal.

Mist enveloped my body, obscuring my vision.

Murmurs.

The voices of people chattering echoed.

I surveyed my surroundings. In a wide circular space, tables and sofas were spread out. Recruits dressed in various outfits were engaged in conversations.

It was the reception room of the annex.

Next to it, there were rooms for recruits to stay in.

They've placed me here.

Even though I appeared right next to them, no one seemed to find me strange.

It seemed like a blend of illusion and magic.

The third floor of the training camp annex.

Jenna and Aaron should be here somewhere.

If youre looking for your companions, its this way, Nislade pointed to the stairs.

Why did you follow me?

For the safety of you, master.

Dont worry. If anyone lays a hand on you, I'll break their necks.

That's exactly what I'm worried about.

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